September 26, 2023
Buffalo, New York
It's Tuesday. That's it. Literally nothing else happened. We had our regular classes, the larpers didn't fight, that weird guy in a suit wasn't stalking me, and my conversations with Michelle and Darnell went about as well as you'd expect. This Tuesday was so boring.
Y'know what, every Tuesday I had is boring. All the things I do, say and think all just disappear from my head cause they're so uneventful.
It's like this day was made to be boring. And it's not like I'm saying Tuesday was a mistake, all of God's creations are perfect and server purpose. Except for mosquitoes and squids.
Does God just run out of interesting things to add on Tuesdays? Again, I'm not saying this day specifically was a mistake. It could be someone's birthday, an important holiday, somebody's funeral, the birth of their child, someone's death anniversary, etc.
It's just this day that for some reason is never really eventful. All the exciting things happen every other day than Tuesday. If only we can remove Tuesday from the calendar.
I sound whiney in this one. I fucking hate Tuesdays.
Eight Days A Week, Chapter 5 "Tuesday", end.
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Eight Days A Week
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